Recently however, all my dreams came true. Sarah and her Father went for lunch with the people who run the company that her father works for and seeing a panty search opportunity I offered to help Margaret (Sarah’s Mother) paint the fence.

So that it didn't look suspicious, I waited a little until I made my toilet stop to the bathroom where the laundry basket was. After about 30 minutes I made my move, coming in from the garden, I took off my shoes and went upstairs. I opened the bathroom door and lifted the lid to the laundry basket. To my surprise, on the top was a pair of soaking wet knickers. I lifted them up and sniffed them and smelt the sweet aroma of urine. I couldn't believe my luck; she must have sneezed and wet herself shortly before I arrived! Knowing I had more time than usual I put the toilet lid down and sat on the toilet. By this time my pussy was almost as wet as her knickers. I folded the soaked area of her full brief knickers and placed them on my tongue. It was heaven, as I clamped my mouth around her wet gusset, my mouth started to become full of her strong yet sweet piss. The feeling of extreme hornyness and pleasure soon turned to panic, as from nowhere Margaret walked in to the bathroom, obviously thinking that I had finished.

At first, after the initial shock of her seeing me rubbing my pussy and having her urine drenched knickers in my mouth, she said in her well spoken English accent "oh I say", which was followed by a smile, as if she wasn't surprised by what she had saw. At this point I began apologising and begging her not to tell Sarah, when she interrupted me by saying "you have been taking my knickers for quite a long time haven't you". Still sitting on the toilet seat like a naughty school girl, I shamefully nodded my head. She then asked "do you likethe smell thatI leave in my knickers?" I replied "yes". She then asked me to tell her what I did when I took her knickers. I told her that I sniffed and licked them whilst masturbating. Still looking at me with a slight grin on her face she replied "so you like all the smells that I leave in my knickers, even when the have been riding up my bum", as my

pussy began to throb again, I replied, "yes". What came next completely shocked me. She asked "how would you like to smell and taste the real thing?" At this point I was in total shock and replied "yes, yes I would love that". She told me to lie on the bathroom floor, and as I did, she slid down her black leggings to reveal a medium sized closed lip vagina that was covered with grey pubic hair. She said, "I must warn you, if I get too excited (referring to orgasm), I often wee a little bit". I told her that I would love to feeland taste her wee all over my face and in my mouth. She replied "oh gosh" and giggled. Then came the moment that I had waited years for. Margaret stood over my face and slowly squatted until she felt her grey messy pubic hair touch my face. The pungent smell from her already urine stained and unwashed vagina was almost overwhelming. I stook out my tongue and licked the slit where her lips had closed together, gently getting my tongue deeper and deeper. Then all of a sudden, I felt my tongue plunge in to the wet, sticky, smelly vaginal opening. I immediately found that her old pussy was full of discharge grool which began to slide its way out on to my tongue and in to my mouth. As my tongue worked in and around her hole, Margaret started to become very excited and began to bob up and down on my tongue whilst the tip of my nose poked at her well used bum hole. Seconds later she came down on my face and thrusted a couple of times as she neared orgasm. She then said to me "you ready?, you ready?, now!". As she reached orgasm, she kept to her word and a strong squirt of piss flooded my mouth and drenched my face. Whilst she sat on my face recovering from her orgasm, I slowly slipped my tongue over her bum hole. Her hole was clean, but the taste and smell of her well used bum hole had my pussy throbbing even more. I asked her to finger my pussy as I licked her and she bent forward so that we were in a 69 position with my tongue still lapping her bum hole and her sweaty bum crack when out of nowhere, I felt the urge that my pussy was about to explode. I told Margaret "I'm going to cum", she replied in her very well spoken English accent "yes, yes", as her old fingers went in and out of my pussy. Seconds later, with my tongue still deep in her 74 year old bum hole, I thrusted my body as my pussy leaked with cream, which was followed by another three powerful sensations which got Margarets fingers and face extremely wet. Margaret then slowly got off of me, revealing that some of my juice had hit the side of her mouth and her chin, (an image that I will never forget). Since that day Margaret always leaves my heavily piss and shit stained pairs of Knickers in the laundry basket when she knows that we are visiting.